Post by Sardac Ordo on Jan 22, 2010 21:20:43 GMT -5
Name: Sardac Ordo
Race: Human
Age: 29
Faction: Mando
Force Sensitive: No
Appearance: Height: 1.79 meters (5 ft 8 in)
Weight: 365 kg (Most of it is armour and muscle)
Hair colour/length/style: Bald
Gender: Male
Identifying Marks: A ‘X’ branded onto my back and numerous scars.
Home world: Bast Castle on Vjun
Typical Clothing: Black/Red/Gold Mandalorian Beskar’gam (full body armour; Chest plate, back plate, knee pads, elbow pads, gauntlets, thigh, and shin armour (dart launchers in both knee pads and flame projector and wrist laser on the left arm, the grappling hook and dart launcher on the right arm) made of Beskar, with Black/Red/Gold Mandalorian T-visor Buy'ce (customized with HUD-configured to identify and track targets, voice command computer, 360 degree view, built in comlink unit, vision enhancers (night vision, infrared, image intensifier, auto darkening for flashes), built in breather mask); Crushgaunts; blast resistant kama;
Weapon of Choice: One Beskad, Two Mandalorian Disintegrators, One DC-19 “Stealth” carbine
Combat Mastery: Echani, Verd ori'shya beskar'gam (Mando'ad Akaanir), Teras Kasi
Inventory: A Beskad in a sheath that runs centre along the spine, two Mandalorian Disintegrators, one DC-19 “Stealth” carbine.
Personal Ship: Black Ye-4 Gunship named Je'karta A'den.
Ship specs: starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Ye-4_Gunship
Personality: Silent, honourable, vengeful, deadly, easy to anger, twisted, and ruthlessly seeking justice for his father’s murder.
History: Past erased by a murderer who remains unknown, Sardac was born to tragedy in the sense that his mother died giving birth to him, then at the age of fifteen his father was killed on their farm on Ordo. For the last fourteen years Sardac has been searching and hunting for the one who took the last bit of past he had. He has worked as a merc and bounty hunter building connections and scrounging what little information he can to get him just that much closer to not only the one who killed his father but those behind the killer. In the last couple of years he has found that the murder of his father was a hired hit, but the reasons behind it and the ones who ordered it are still unknown to him.
RP Sample: Walking into the cantina, he scans the entire place, marking all possible exits and escape points. He doesn’t take unwanted chances and he doesn’t care for surprises. Seeing his contact at the bar he walks over and sits on the stool next to him. Ordering a Tihaar from the bar he waits in silence.
Minutes later, Contact: “You know if you just hand over one live capture you would make twice what you get turning them in as corpses like you do. Of course you aren’t here for a lecture are you? Look I don’t have what you want, but before you wrap your Crushgaunt around my throat, I do know one thing. I took the liberty to set up a meeting for you on Nar Shadaa with an old friend of yours. It’s in three days, the old race ways. You’ll know who it is once your there.”
Not responding Sardac just stands and paying for his untouched Tihaar he turns and walks towards the docks to board his ship and head to this unknown meeting.
Looking over at the untouched drink the contact shakes his head, “Boy knows his drinks, yet never touches a drop.” Taking the drink he finishes it slowly savouring the taste.
Race: Human
Age: 29
Faction: Mando
Force Sensitive: No
Appearance: Height: 1.79 meters (5 ft 8 in)
Weight: 365 kg (Most of it is armour and muscle)
Hair colour/length/style: Bald
Gender: Male
Identifying Marks: A ‘X’ branded onto my back and numerous scars.
Home world: Bast Castle on Vjun
Typical Clothing: Black/Red/Gold Mandalorian Beskar’gam (full body armour; Chest plate, back plate, knee pads, elbow pads, gauntlets, thigh, and shin armour (dart launchers in both knee pads and flame projector and wrist laser on the left arm, the grappling hook and dart launcher on the right arm) made of Beskar, with Black/Red/Gold Mandalorian T-visor Buy'ce (customized with HUD-configured to identify and track targets, voice command computer, 360 degree view, built in comlink unit, vision enhancers (night vision, infrared, image intensifier, auto darkening for flashes), built in breather mask); Crushgaunts; blast resistant kama;
Weapon of Choice: One Beskad, Two Mandalorian Disintegrators, One DC-19 “Stealth” carbine
Combat Mastery: Echani, Verd ori'shya beskar'gam (Mando'ad Akaanir), Teras Kasi
Inventory: A Beskad in a sheath that runs centre along the spine, two Mandalorian Disintegrators, one DC-19 “Stealth” carbine.
Personal Ship: Black Ye-4 Gunship named Je'karta A'den.
Ship specs: starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Ye-4_Gunship
Personality: Silent, honourable, vengeful, deadly, easy to anger, twisted, and ruthlessly seeking justice for his father’s murder.
History: Past erased by a murderer who remains unknown, Sardac was born to tragedy in the sense that his mother died giving birth to him, then at the age of fifteen his father was killed on their farm on Ordo. For the last fourteen years Sardac has been searching and hunting for the one who took the last bit of past he had. He has worked as a merc and bounty hunter building connections and scrounging what little information he can to get him just that much closer to not only the one who killed his father but those behind the killer. In the last couple of years he has found that the murder of his father was a hired hit, but the reasons behind it and the ones who ordered it are still unknown to him.
RP Sample: Walking into the cantina, he scans the entire place, marking all possible exits and escape points. He doesn’t take unwanted chances and he doesn’t care for surprises. Seeing his contact at the bar he walks over and sits on the stool next to him. Ordering a Tihaar from the bar he waits in silence.
Minutes later, Contact: “You know if you just hand over one live capture you would make twice what you get turning them in as corpses like you do. Of course you aren’t here for a lecture are you? Look I don’t have what you want, but before you wrap your Crushgaunt around my throat, I do know one thing. I took the liberty to set up a meeting for you on Nar Shadaa with an old friend of yours. It’s in three days, the old race ways. You’ll know who it is once your there.”
Not responding Sardac just stands and paying for his untouched Tihaar he turns and walks towards the docks to board his ship and head to this unknown meeting.
Looking over at the untouched drink the contact shakes his head, “Boy knows his drinks, yet never touches a drop.” Taking the drink he finishes it slowly savouring the taste.
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